Tuesday, June 30, 2009

The "little things" people

Sometimes, I meet people that they give one the feeling of being trapped, imprisoned in their own selves... And before you think -yes you- that this is about you, well you can decide for yourself.

My first experience with a person of this sort was an ex. She was Dutch, lived in Spain before she came over to study and adored the Mediterranean lifestyle (as most of us here do). Another great passion of hers was salsa dancing...

Hanging out with this girl was a truly unique experience for me. She liked to seat in parks (I never did before that), walking bare-foot, and enjoying "the little things" in life as these sorts of people like to say. Now, I can understand why someone might feel a bit more comfy without shoes on - I always take them out on the plane, but usually that results in my co-passenger feeling everything but comfy- but does it give me a sense of being free? NO.

Another common trait of these sort of people or “the little things" people is the fact that they cannot bare other people telling them that they have to do something or that something is forced upon them.

It has to "feel" free, like the wind in their hair, or the ALWAYS serviettes up the own a**. Jesus people go to the bushes then! Some, if not most, good things in life have resulted because of force! Nothing really "just happens".. Religion, friendships, love (how may dinners/drinks do you have to have before love kicks in???) and all sorts of stuff don't just happen!
The only good thing that resulted by accident is probably the discovery of beer. IF WE WANT THINGS TO WORK WE HAVE TO FORCE THEM, WE HAVE TO MAKE SACRIFICES WE HAVE TO TRY.

Anyway back to our story, so time was going by with this girl; it was great, I was probably in love. She made me like all those "little things"; I think I was turning to one of these "little things” people myself.
(Here probably the reader will think that there is actually a story with a climax, but there isn't really).

Anyway things where going great/ok, we were running at beach, playing ball, laying on a towel until one of these sand-trucks almost hit us in the dark. Great times.

Spending more time with her I discovered another distinctive characteristic of the "little things" people (they have more). They all claim that money is not important, or even worse they hate it, it should not exist; everyone should trade with goods (barter system in the world of economics), so a goat for 3 chickens, some cheese for some ham, some bread for some fruit. WHAT A LOAD OF C**** if you ask me! While you’re at it why you “little things” people don’t, grow your armpit hair and hide in some caves in Kreta and have plenty of sex with like-minded "little things" people. While I agree that money is not the most important thing in life (albeit close), it is vital for our well-being, is a measure of success ( but by no means the only one), a proxy for hard work, intelligence, ambition, greed, self-confidence and lots of other VERY IMPORTANT for our life things/sentiments.

Now another final characteristic of these people, the "little things" people (and this will the last one I touch upon) is their unstoppable urge, to go far way.. Go where? They don’t know.. just go somewhere else, go to another place from which they will want go again and again and again and again until they end up to the exact same place as they were before.....

During a beautiful evening at the beach with her and as we were overlooking the sun setting, this girl asks me: “Don’t you feel like you want to go? To go far way?" pointing towards the sea. I gave her two answers both as raw and true as the roast-beef I ate for lunch.
a) Firstly I said, "Even if I wanted, I am not gonna get far that way, cause we are looking towards the UK right now"

b) My second response was "I don’t' want to leave, I m fine here, don’t feel trapped" (here is the climax of the story).

What can we conclude from all the above:
- I believe that some times, that the "little things" people are missing out on the little things that actually do matter, that are here, tangible, true and might not be there for long... although myself, I very often enjoy the "little things" in life (which is more likely to be a glass of red and a mature cheese over stepping on dog c*** barefoot in a park), I think that by constantly looking and dreaming we might be overlooking other staff that could make us feel good.
How should this message be interpreted by the reader?
I hate generalisations as much as I love them. So I admit that even the 'little things" people differ to each other. Probably if you fall into the "little things" people category some of the above might not even apply to you, (definitely a couple though) or you might completely disagree, which is also fine. This text was not written as an aphorism to "little things" people, but more as a pretext for a heated debate... Lest, we forget that the idea of this platform of communication is the spawn of a very romantic friend mine... (now, I would not dare to say whether that friend is a "little things" person-let him/her be the judge of that- and even if the answer is yes he/she will probably be proud of it)

Now if anyone made sense out of all this please le me know....

5 comments:

Unknown said...

To dream of an oasis is easier than to actually start digging under a hot sun for water. And that's ok, because this dreaming does not hurt anyone else but the dreamer. ... That's of course until he/she starts dreaming about YOU and then you have entered their utopia without even wanting to. Suddenly you become the oasis and when you cannot deliver... that's when those people can and will hurt you, either by leaving (passive aggressive escapism) or by complaining, shouting, expecting their dreams to come true in your eyes. When your own eyes are fixed in reality. You don't have to be mad at them though, if they are hurting anyone they are getting the punishment they deserve, for inside this restlessness and longing for a far away world does not let anyone much room for happiness.

romfea said...

Got some comments to make as well. First of all, very nice writing style my friend. It gets out naturaly from your keyboard to the screen. You should develop it.

Second, I liked you story and especially the answers you gave (and to be honest, that's what I like more about you - the fact that I always had the impression that you know where you're going - expect for last Saturday night...)

But, what does this make the rest of the people? Does it make them people of the "big-things"? What does this make you?

romfea said...

Plus, my friend, blog is not the substitute of e-mails... so stop spamming it...

narkissos said...

I certainly dont know where I m going, never claimed that,
only thing i said was that the little things that I enjoy are HERE and not "somewhere else".

The blog is to express our feelings so i write whatever i fee like

Last saturday (hese mesa)

Θηρίο said...

Forgive my inability to express myself in English...I will try though...

Loved the title "little-things" people...Liked how you were "convincing" me during my reading...
However...what is little and big? What is fantasy and reality? Who is free and who is imprisoned?
As I have already said, it is easy to use words in order to base on your opinion and make it strong, but these words are translated according to each one's experiences...

Being bare-foot for me is something trivial, but being on heels might seem really risky...
Feeling free for me might be to have a personal moment of silence with a friend, and feeling trapped when I cannot realize decisions because myself is as she is.

From your point of view, you are talking about people that they are dedicated to what they believe and they are getting absorbed in this belief, like a religion and like in any religion, eventually you will be losing and not giving chances to other matters that are happening. Little, Big, Stupid matters. So, it is not how we name the things, but how much passionate we are on these...refusing anything else...denying anything different...

Even if, these are money, going out for a beer, hanging around with friends, taking the bus for a coffee trip, buying a blue banana-bag from the market, waiting the sun to set/rise/hide behind the sea...and then wondering if you want to escape...Escape from what? From the feeling that you might have the exact moment...the exact little minute...the thing that woke something inside you that you want to change...

Experiences my friend...that is what is affecting our perspective!
After my leg accident, believe it or not, I am so fucking happy that I can walk, run, ride...
Little thing? Maybe for you...but really HUGE-thing for me!